[Even if it wasn't comfortable physically, Konoha wouldn't say a word. She takes too much comfort from it mentally to want it to change, taking her handkerchief back to finish wiping her tears before she sort of... drapes on Sheryl a bit, unwilling to give up that physical contact just yet.]

Then you can't say those things either, Sheryl.

[And there's not a hint of falsity in her voice, nothing said just out of sympathy or kindness.]

You know how to bring people together and make them feel things... Like safe, or confidant, or calm... That's the same as me.

[She believes it. When people's bellies were full because of her food they were happy... But they were also happy listening to Sheryl's voice.]